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CDC
01:53
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Rose Clique
03:10
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I'm nothin less than awesome
I'm gold grill flossin
I'm the 1-8(ate) them
Oakland Raider Moss em
Don't trip if Yo girl creep
You don't Wanna sleep in no coffin
Or get found in a creek like Dawson
I Pause them
Eat em
Twix Bars
You gon need a moment
Good vs evil
You ain't good enough
I'm like The Omen
Show them
I been fly since I started like Boldin
He was a Cardinal and a Raven
Shown H•A•M like bacon
Don't give em a Foot
They gettin Loose like Bacon
Kevin
Garnett
Tryna sell Big Tickets
You aren't next
You look uncomfortable
Like car sex
I'm givin bad weed symptoms
Nigga That's called stress
Don't step
Cuz I will
Make them have to
read yo will
Ain't seen a King Fresher than will
So Prince
Gon roll on you like wheels
"Car Service"
"How Fly" is that
Won't touch the wheel
like Cameron and Shante
You X'd out like Dante
Hall
I got the whole crowd in aww
Who let you In the fuckin winners circle at all
Half of you fuckin Urkels
Couldn't handle a young Stephon
And step on my toes
To get to my flows
I step on yo hoes jus to get to yo dough
Who you think bought my shit
In the first place
Who you think had my shit slapping all thru yo place?
Oh yea yo girl
That's wetter than a Jheri curl
Don't trip you just on the sideline
Souped nigga
COLD WORLD
My ex girl drinkin reminiscing on what it was
Her new nigga ain't realized he a just a rebound that Kevin Love
If he does
Don't come runnin to me tho
Ima treat you foul as shit and tell you jus shoot yo free throw
You niggas bout as funny as the Cleveland Show
Y'all talk shit &
Don't even show
I talk shit & I mean it tho
Type of nigga to rock a LeBron jersey to a CLEVELAND show
Y'all steady schemin tho
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My Team Winnin'
02:04
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Yea it's D-Ran
bad bitches call me Darren
Clothes comin off quick
Got her pants on McLaren
Made in LV
But the Fendi got em starin
That's a thirst trap
We don't care what you wearin
Flyy nigga
Thick jean stiching
Lame hoe
Quit team fishing
Fake dudes
Come around when they green missing
SMMDC my team winnin
Nigga my life made
Tryna get twice paid
Cool dude
with a taper fade
If she rubs my waves
Shes taken down
They look at me like Puff
I know they hate me now
You think you better fam?
Come take the crown
We ouchea
You niggas really ain't around
Head nod for my old chicks
Red rose for that new chick
I'm on that new shit
Y'all just some sidechicks
Scottie Pippens
That Covert Coup shit
Bad ones blowin besos
Me & Flyy
In Cabo throwin pesos
You lamer than a bitch wearin fake coach
Anemic flow cause I stay cold
You just a lame with money
That Ray J
I Been around
That Kim K
Y'all stand in line jus to get Jays
I been mastered kicks
Young Sansei
Send a shot if she pretty in the club
And a shot to these 5 dollar niggas tryna sub
Uh if I show it
I copped it myself
92 dream team
That's how my team felt
Don't ever ask
how much was my belt
Wolf Greys on
you better cry help
Gold on my neck
She let me swim in her cause my Olympics
Call me
Young Mike Phelps
Talkin all that shit
You needa stop that
Can't hang with big dogs
Even with MJ you just a Bobcat
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5. |
Sky's The Limit
02:44
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